BRIANNA'S POV

 

 

What exactly was Ares doing? I turned my head, and right behind me stood him. He had a bottle of my oil in his hand. What was he going to do with it?

 

I tried to speak, but words failed me and wouldn't find their way out, no matter how hard I tried. 

“Don't you think you should calm down and save your strength for later?” He had a sinister grin that managed to turn me on.

 

“You must be guessing what I'm going to do with it, right? You shouldn't worry, especially when you're about to find out.”

 

He turned my head into the bed the moment...